Chapter 447 The Messy Clothed Snow Fairy 3
When the woman saw Feng Xingying, she was obviously taken aback for a moment, then she hid to the side guiltily, her lips were still a little swollen.

On her arms, there were still some purple bruises looming, especially on the neck and behind the ears, which were even more horrible.

This appearance is obviously the trace of being forcibly loved by others, many times, and then left behind.

Feng Xingying just looked at her quietly, the bright moonlight hit Feng Xingying's face, making her look holy and cold.

Especially compared to the disheveled and embarrassed woman opposite, she looked neater.

It's just that the woman didn't care at all, and there was even a little complacency in her eyes.

She clutched the two skirts of her chest in embarrassment, and said shyly:
"Sister Xingying, don't worry, Brother Qin, he is fine now."

Feng Xingying naturally recognized this person.

Isn't that face and expression the snow fairy Ling Chuxue?
Feng Xingying has been paying attention to her for a long time. Feng Xingying has no intention of letting go of the little fat man's revenge, but unfortunately, she has never been found.

Seeing Snow Fairy now, isn't it the meeting of enemies?
But, what does Snow Fairy's appearance mean?
She came from the direction of Bingquan, and Qin Molin's demon blood had a beastly outburst?
So he ate her without hesitation?
Seeing Fairy Xue's shy face confirmed this fact even more.

Her originally snow-white face was stained with a layer of blush at this time, she lowered her head as charmingly as a peach, bit her lips in embarrassment, and explained in a low voice in what she thought was a very gentle tone:

"I know Brother Qin likes you. Originally, I also wanted to fulfill you, bless you, as long as you quietly follow behind him.

But, but..."

Fairy Xue's face turned even redder, and she covered her face even more coyly: "I can't say it."

"So you want to say that he ate you without hesitation when he had a demonic blood attack?" Feng Xingying's voice was a little cold, not just the slightest bit of warmth that a living person should have.

Fairy Xue wondered, why would she feel inferior every time in front of Feng Xingying?

Obviously she is the one who is superior, but she is the most beloved granddaughter of Elder Linshan, even Qin Molin can't do anything about her, why should he be afraid of such a wild girl with no background?
With confidence in her heart, Fairy Xue finally straightened her body, held her head high, and looked down upon Feng Xingying:
"Yes, Brother Qin and I have already performed the ceremony of Zhou Gong, my grandfather will not let me be a woman without a name and no distinction, you just wait to receive the wedding invitation from Brother Qin and me.

As for you, if Brother Qin must be reluctant to part with you, I will not let him take a concubine, at most I will give you the status of a housemaid. "

After Ling Chuxue finished speaking in one breath, she felt much more at ease, and took a snow-white snow-white silk cloak, and put it on her body to cover her embarrassing and messy body.

It's just that she was a little disappointed.

Why didn't she see the pain of despair in Feng Xingying's eyes?

Feng Xingying, why is this woman so calm at this moment.

Cold as ice is the best description for an ice spirit body, and Ling Chuxue is such a system.

It's just that her aptitude was forcibly cultivated the day after tomorrow, and it can't compare with Feng Xingying's innate Xuanbing body.

Now that the two of them are standing together, both playing with the cold attribute, she actually felt a kind of aura of suppression, and couldn't help but want to worship.

No, she can't lose face to the Ling family.

Ling Chuxue forced herself to be calm: "I don't care if you have slept with me before, but brother Qin is already like me, and I won't let you."

(End of this chapter)

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